Laird of the Land

The Laird
Of the land
Sees the lie
Of the land
Hears the sigh
Of the land
Holds the fate
Of the land
In his hand

The Laird
Of the land
Looks out at
The lake
Thinking of his
Last mistake

Longing for
Her curves, her smiles
Loving touch
Belying her
Guile

Lost in memories
Of their last liaison
The Laird
Of the land
Knows he must
Forget
And press on

The Laird
Of the land
Master of
All he surveys
Cannot be lost
In yesterdays

November 2022